The hotel, it appeared, was nearly full, but there were two or three rooms free for that night, and Tony engaged one. He then inquired the way and the distance to "Vision House." "Oh, Major Garth's!" exclaimed the hotel clerk. "It's about a mile or a mile and a half from here. It's on the edge of the pine forest--has just a group of big trees between it and the canyon--not enough to hide the view, though. Some think the trees improve it--make a sort of frame. You can walk, easily. But I saw Major Garth in the hotel half an hour ago, with a friend who's convalescing here after being ill. I'm sure he's not gone yet. I can send and see if he----" "Please don't do that!" Severance broke in. "I am--a relative of Mrs. Garth, and I have a message to deliver from her mother. There's no need to disturb Major Garth if he's with a friend." Severance had intended to bathe, change into fresh clothes, and have a long, cool drink--the drink of his life--before starting out to call at Vision House. He could thus have been at his best, and have felt sure of doing himself justice in any ordeal he might be destined to go through. But with the certain knowledge that Garth was out of the way--perhaps only for a short time--it would have been tempting Providence to delay for one unnecessary second. He inquired just how to go, and vetoed the suggestion that he should first look at his room. "If you'll register, I'll ring for a chap to show you where you start from," said the clerk, pushing a big book forward and handing the guest a pen. "Earl of Severance," Tony wrote, expecting to see the man look impressed, but no such emotion was visible. Instead, he turned back a few pages to show the signature of an Indian rajah and a Scottish duke. A mere earl looked small fry compared with them! On the same page with the duke, Severance happened to catch sight of a name which was vaguely familiar to him, and he kept the book open to refresh his memory. "Miss Zélie Marks," he repeated to himself. "Now where have I heard...." Then, suddenly, he knew. Zélie Marks's face rose before his mind, and he recalled where he had seen it last--recalled also a look he had caught in a pair of handsome eyes fixed upon Garth the day of the first visit. Mrs. Sorel had tried to send the two off together, and Severance had said to himself, "That couple know each other pretty well. The girl's in love with the fellow!" So she was out West, at this hotel, close to Garth's house! Why? What did it mean? It must mean _something_.... Did Marise know?... Had Miss Marks been brought here purposely to give the wished-for--the arranged-for--excuse for a divorce? Or was the reason for her presence more subtle and more complicated? Severance felt excited, as if he had picked up something of unexpected value. CHAPTER XXXIV THE TERRACE